Date: Sun, 6 Oct 2013 20:10:25 +0100
From: Keith Francis Farrell <keithff@hotmail.com>
Subject: Slave 165 ch 29

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Slave 165 ch29

Graeme


I had done my best to make sure that everything was ready when the family
left. We had taken everything down and helped load it in the taxi's for the
trip to the airport. Master had two cups of coffee while getting ready. I
had washed Master carefully in the shower, making sure he was properly
clean and relaxed, as well as ready for his long trip. Master also enjoyed
washing me and he is so good at it that he makes me purr with pleasure. I
struggled to hold back the tears when Master hugged and kissed me
goodbye. When I saw the taxi's leave with my family I could no longer hold
back the tears. Darryll held me, he told me not to worry Master will be
back safely and he will bring everyone back safely and that I should just
trust Master.

The six of us went back into the house. Master had told me not to worry too
much while they were away, but I wanted to make sure that we cleaned the
house from top to bottom, so the first thing we needed to do was to get all
the breakfast dishes done.  We had another cup of coffee each while we
planned the day, Darrell looked at the time and said it is time for him to
get the field slaves out for their days work.


He told me that there are lots of vegetables that need to be picked before
they spoil. We agreed that he would have those that needed to be used
brought up to the house. I would freeze some and I planned to make some
pickles. Master had allowed me to buy many jars for jams and pickles. To
feed my large family, I had taken to freezing as many things as I
could. That way I felt I would be able to keep costs down for Master. All
of us slaves split up to do our chores and I started a load of washing in
the machine, then I set about cleaning up the kitchen and doing the
dishes. I will do mine and Master's bedroom when I am finished with the
kitchen.

Darryll

I have not seen Graeme so unhappy in a long time. I know when he got
sentenced he thought that his world had ended. When I hurt him, which I am
still ashamed of what I did, and I am so happy he did not do anything to
end things. I have watched him grow with Master; I still wish that I could
have a chance to win his love. I know that will never happen and yes we are
friends, but Graeme lives only for Master. He is devastated that Master has
taken the family away and to distract him from what he is feeling, I told
him about all the extra vegetables. I know they will be okay until Master
returns, but I think it will keep his mind off Master. I too wish that my
boy friend was here, but I had to watch him go. Connor has told me that I
must not consider us in a relationship. He might still get a wife one day,
but for now, we are having fun together.

I opened the slave quarters and I had expected that they would not be
ready. They knew Master was leaving, but they were all ready, so I
instructed them to pick all the vegetables that were ready for harvesting
and they each went off to the area that they were working. I am able to
stand at my desk and see throughout the tunnels, and on good days we have
the sides open so that you can walk from one end to the other. I watch as
each one did their harvesting, once I saw that there was enough I called
out to end the harvest and instructed two of the slaves to take the wagon
and load all the crops, and then take them up to the house for Graeme. They
all know how lucky they are that Graeme does their food, and all they have
to do is heat it and eat it.

I have watched how Graeme's cooking has changed over the last five months
and while the food was always as good as I got at home, it has now become
superb. I know Master used to explain to him how to do something, but I
think he could now open a restaurant, if he was not a slave. If we were not
working such long hours and doing so much exercise, I am sure we would all
be getting fat. I must walk about ten miles every day and it is backwards
and forwards, checking on each pair of slaves. I know I deserved to be
enslaved.


What I did to Graeme, I will never forgive myself for, but I know Graeme
forgave me long ago. The guys constantly tease me about my cock size. I
don't think it is so big, it is ten and a half inches and about as thick as
a beer can. I don't know why, as I am not a big person, I am only five foot
five inches tall. Graeme is an inch or two taller than me.


Being a slave here is not all that bad. We get good food, and we get
checked by the doctor. Master makes sure that we have good working clothes
and that we are warm, and on very hot days in summer we work nude, well
almost, we still use working boots.  Some days even when it is over cast,
it is still warm enough to be nude.

Every month when Claire comes through to check each slave and make sure
something is up to date. I don't know what, all I do know is that each
slave has to sign on a form. She does not allow them to stop work, she goes
around checking each one.  I always worry and make sure that I am with her;
I know guys and I can tell they are attracted to her. I make sure to remind
my team that if they tried anything they would lose their balls and be sent
to the mines. I then thought it was better to just tell them I will ask
Luke to come sort them out. It seems they are more scared of Luke than me.

Graeme

I had just finished doing Master's bedroom, well mine too, when the small
wagon arrived at the kitchen with the harvest. I sorted out what I needed
for dinner, the midday meal is always light, and this is something which
Master had started, that everyone gets Weetabix cereal for breakfast. Lunch
would be sandwiches and soup, then a proper filling dinner. Yes, I always
make sure there are snacks for the children mostly, especially the younger
ones, they love cup cakes. When growing up at home, I had always thought
doing the cooking was girl's work, the same with cleaning the house. Who
would have thought that I would do ironing, well yes, I cannot do it all,
so the six of us in the house each do our share.  I could not possibly do
everybody's, but sometimes I just enjoy it because it takes away the
stress.

I have made the lunch sandwiches, and they have been sent out, we had a
quiet lunch for the five of us in the house.  Mike and Jerry had finished
off their work on the ground floor, and they would do the polishing of the
floors tomorrow, but for today they would help me in the kitchen. I made a
big pot of pickles, with the jars in hot water to warm up, they were taken
out and dried, then while still warm filled with the cooked pickles and
sealed. This has proved to be a favourite of the children. They love them
with some cold meats on lunch sandwiches.

The dinner I made was a good hearty stew, I made it for the outside slaves,
but made enough for the six of us in the house as well. We sat around the
kitchen table talking, and wondering about how the family is getting
on. This must be a great experience for them. We moved to the family room
and watched a little TV as has become a custom, but it was not the same
without the family here to enjoy it.


Strangely, I miss my Master much more than I ever thought I would, as he
has become my rock. When I'm feeling low, it is him who lifts me up and
sometimes it is just a hug that I need.  Master has told all of us that he
does not want to punish us, but a few times when we have really misbehaved,
we have been punished and believe me he can use a cane. The worst is it is
done while all the family are in the room. I have noticed that Master only
punishes us when we have done something he has told us not to do because
someone will get hurt. I always thought that he would punish us slaves
more, but he punishes all his children the same. Master has said that he
wants us all to grow up respectful of others.


The younger children get put over Master's knees and spanked by hand, I can
hear it is not hard, but it does have the desired effect. The twins love
coming to me for cookies and milk. I try not to have junk food in the
house, ever since I found out that I can bake, which I love.

The bed has been very lonely, I miss having Master to cuddle up to. I still
cannot believe that I love a man; yes I know I have used the `L' word, but
five months ago, I was a little shit and I did not respect anybody. I did
not even respect my own parents. I knew they were struggling to make ends
meet, but I insisted on getting tobacco for smokes, and then I used to get
booze whenever I could. Now I don't drink and I don't smoke and no one else
smokes in this house.


Master said if anyone really wants to smoke they must come to him first. I
did ask him why one time, and he explained that he would arrange for them
to work as cares in a lung cancer ward. Master said that anyone who want to
smoke must know what it does to your body.

There is a well stocked booze cabinet, but no one goes in there for drinks
apart from Master. It is not locked, so anyone could pour themselves a
drink, but I think we are all too scared to do that. Master explained that
if young people know there is booze available, then they are less likely to
drink and if they do, it will only be one or two drinks, and they will
never drink to get drunk. Master has told us all, if we drink we are not
allowed to drive, not even on the riding lawnmower and when Master talks
everyone listens.

Late morning I received a call from Master Alin and he told me that they
are coming out to the house. I thanked him and gave instructions for their
room to be readied. I always make sure there is fresh clean bedding and
towels in their room.

When Master Alin arrived, I was shocked, as they had a baby. Master Alin
showed me that they had brought everything that was needed for the baby. I
arranged for it all to be taken up to their room. Dinner became a lively
affair again as the carry cot for the baby was placed on a low table next
to Master Alin.  I watched as the baby drank from his bottle and then I
watched how he burped the baby. It was too cute.

Master Alin said the baby needed changing and that I should go with him to
help. I had not asked the baby's name, if Master Alin wanted me to know he
would tell me. The first time I smelt and saw baby poop in the diaper, I
wanted to be sick. Master Alin just calmly cleaned the baby up. I did not
miss that the baby was a boy. Just as Master Alin had finished cleaning the
baby, he let go with a powerful pee and it went everywhere. We both started
giggling, and Master Alin cleaned the baby up again. I brought out a fresh
towel for underneath the baby. Master Alin told me that is why you always
make sure that if something like that happens on a bed, and there is
something to soak up the pee, then you will not have a wet bed.


Master Alin let me hold the baby and the baby looked straight at me, and
seemed to smile. I thought to myself, how cute this baby is. I tried to
work out when my baby would be born. I don't know if she kept it or gave it
up. I do know that he went to see her and I'm sure he would have made a
good arrangement for the baby. We had kept everything about the baby from
both our parents. We were not sure what to do, but we both had agreed that
it would be best if the baby was adopted. I will ask Master what
happened. She may have even lost the baby.


All night long, every time I heard the baby cry, I went to Master Alin 's
room, I made myself useful, getting fresh formula and even changed the
diaper. Master Alin would lie there next to his husband and watch me, just
giving me little instructions when I needed it. When morning came I was
worn out, I don't think I got much sleep at all. I never knew baby's cried
so much. I don't know how Master's Alin and TJ manage to get any
sleep. Thank goodness it will be a long time before I have to do that for a
baby.

During breakfast, Master TJ switched on the TV.  I asked if him if he was
going in to work. They both told me that they had taken a couple of days
off, I heard the baby start to cry on the baby monitor that Master Alin had
with him. When the crying did not stop after a minute or so, Master Alin
said we better go check. I knew that he meant that he wanted me to be with
him. Thankfully, it was only a wet diaper, and that I quickly changed. I
rocked the baby gently until I could see he was almost asleep again, and
then put him back in his crib.


Downstairs, everyone seemed excited, Master is back in Scotland. They are
going to do some sort of conference from the Presidential plane. It seems
that the news casters had gotten wind of this and were going to transmit it
live. It was expected to start in an hour or so. I was thinking about how
great it was that they were back, when I suddenly realised that it was
Luke's birthday.  There is no way I can miss not baking him a cake. I knew
from experience that I would need to bake four cakes all the same. I
decided to use the eight large square tins and four round ones. That way I
could make a large square cake and use the round cake to make a nine. I got
started and by the time the conference began, the cakes were in the oven. I
was so happy that Master had put in a deck oven.  At first I was confused
as to why we need such an oven, but he explained that as we are such a
large family it was better to go for this type of oven as it can take a
lot. With the timer set I knew when they would be ready.

I watched the whole conference on the small TV in the kitchen while I
prepared Luke's favourite filling for the cakes. I was amazed at how well
Luke spoke; that boy makes me so proud. He told everyone off. He told how
they are destroying young people's lives through greed and I think the
shocking part was when he described what was done to young people who had
committed no crime. How they could be taken at school, as security for any
loan their parents took out with a bank. It made me sick to think that a
child could be sold like that. The average time taken to pay off the loan
was ten years and then if the parents defaulted, they would end up as
slaves for life and their child would also become a slave for life.

Luke then went on to say that if a child is gay in some states, they are
taken as sex slaves and that they have no rights. Master Luke, said that
this disgusts him. He told how he had been invited with his daddy to do
this conference, but they had to come home because it was unsafe for him
and his family to be in the United States for this conference, simply
because most of his brothers might or are gay. He was not going to lose a
brother.  Especially as the slave authority seem to be a law unto
themselves.  Man, I never knew Luke could speak like this and he is using
big words; which I have heard from Master a few times.


I was so distracted that I almost never heard the timer go off. I took all
the cakes out of the oven and set them to cool in the tins. There was
nothing more that I could do until the cakes cooled, so that I could take
them out of the tins and rest them on the cooling racks.

The conference continued for almost another two hours, with Master and Luke
taking turns to talk. They spent a lot of time talking about the misuse of
slaves; Master told the United States that they are such a backward
country, using crude methods of tracking the slaves. He explained that
there are tracking chips implanted in Scottish slaves and from his office
he can tract where his slaves are to within twenty five yards.


He explained that if a slave goes through a scanning barrier like at our
airports, the alarms are sounded.


Master could not understand why a country that claimed to be so advanced in
technology could be so far behind the times by branding slaves with an `S'
on their bum.

The best part was when Luke told them that he had arranged refreshments for
all of them and that he would like to have the whole country see just how
good their refreshments are. When it was discovered that none of the people
there would eat or drink, Luke asked them why. They spluttered and stated
that the biscuits are slave food and so was the water. Luke asked them to
explain and I was shocked. Our Master would never expect us to eat that,
and the water was untreated, and not fit for human consumption. Luke
laughed and told them that the slaves are still human and that under their
laws the way they are, there is not a person in that room that could not be
enslaved. He then again asked them to eat up and drink their water. Luke
told them if they could not eat or drink then how can they expect anybody
to eat or drink that. Master told them that if they cannot treat their
slaves as human, then they have lost their humanity. I was so proud of my
Master, and Luke was great.

I assembled Luke's birthday cake with a nice fresh berry and butter cream
filling. I then made the nine by cutting the one double round cake and a
piece out the centre of the other double round cake.

Then I made a strawberry butter-cream layer, fitted the nine and used a
blueberry butter- cream coating over the nine, and then I stood back and
looked at it. I thought it looked good. I then wrote Luke's name in the
blue berry cream below the nine and added nine cake candles. I had just
finished and moved the cake into the cooler room, when I heard that Master
had arrived.

I was so happy to see everyone home safely, and then I noticed that we had
grown by five as a family. I was so happy to see Master; I think I might
have displayed too much affection. My Master was safely home. He then
greeted Master Alin and TJ and then I felt that I would love to show him
the baby. I was not sure, so I asked Master Alin if I could show
Master. After getting approval, I took Master to their bedroom and the baby
was awake, and as soon as he saw me he smiled at me. I checked that the
baby was dry, as Master Alin had shown me, and once I was sure, I gently
lifted the baby, up and put him in Master's arms. Master had tears in his
eyes, and he spent a few minutes holding the baby.


Master spoke the name Trevor, and said he was beautiful, then Master handed
the baby back to me, and before I could put the baby back in his cot,
Master explained that this is our son, and that it was my baby. Master said
it is our baby, he is daddy and I am mummy. I could not believe it, and
Master explained what had happened and why Master Alin had brought the baby
home. I wanted to cry, but Master hugged me and kissed me. I did kiss back
and then he said lets go introduce our son to his family. I started to
giggle, and when he explained that Luke had insisted that he was going to
look after his baby brother. I said I would arrange it after we had done
the introduction. Master and I went downstairs together with me holding
Trevor in my arms. The whole family stopped, and looked as we came down
stairs.